Ghost (Studio Live Version)

The dawn comes with cold white light

Casts the bright daggers of the sun

It draws with its shining knive

A shape of the ghost I have become

This morning feels colder than before

Strange and unfamiliar

Something has changed

What the night took away

The day cannot repay

Forlorn is this scene I built

Can I just step down from the stage

Run down and worn broken will cannot repair

Can I walk out from this cage

This morning feels colder than before

Strange and unfamiliar

Something has changed

What the night took away

The day cannot repay